The news [here] did a small feature piece on the Sarah House being built down the street from us. The story was supposed to be about the type of structure and the idea of downsizing dwelling and living spaces. But life on 10th managed to over take at least part of the story references to Green Acres, shots of the local roosters crossing, and of course the goats.
After dinner tonight we walked down to the Sarah house to look around. Mostly we were interested in the new house behind it being added to the Cannon Place street, a development like cancer eating away the back of the large 10th west lots. Replacing green orchard and garden space with cookie-cutter houses.
After that we wandered down to the goats and then on to visit neighbors on the far end of our long wide block. They live in a house that all at once looks nothing and everything like ours. Chickens, children, clothes hanging on the line, a million and half repairs needing to be done....and like us they are still in a state of amazement a place like this exists.
Cows and the river, hawks and mulberry tress, stories of wild packs of begging children suddenly overtaking the yard, trains calling in the night, life on 10th, life on the moon.
Times are lean right now with BC working mostly here on our own projects. I worried about how to pull off a good Easter, how to enjoy spring break without spending money we don't have, how to make grocery money last... and through it all standing in the middle of my sprouting garden my mom in her perfectly ironed jeans said to me, "You have done it you are living the dream."
And it's true.
10th West is a magical place.
It is the stuff dreams are made of.
Especially if you dream of goats.
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